I'm a big girl, I'm a grown man
I've got a sharp mind, I never made plans
Look at us, we're eating rice and beans
Like we're not totally dependent
Because we want CDs, gas, d**, and DVDs
We've got true appetites to feed
She's been, been back, back home
Ten days, still no word, I haven't seen her face
Oh, let me just see that face
Stomach aches have kept me wide awake
I never saw her pretty face
This ain't no cry for help, it's a suicide
The lines will never live up to the rides
I'd clean like psycho moms
I'd scream like all their kids
I'd go to town right now
If I could only write it down
There's not a single spec of filth
In this entire house
Not a single word
That qualifies the here and now